Seventy-Five Bucks and a Box of Chocolates
I had a fine week. I saw a bunch of patients and they were all happy with what I did for them. As far as I know I did not mis-diagnose a one.
As you have read I won fifty bucks Wednesday for Marfar gambling in golf. Tonight I picked up another seventy-five to put at her place at the table from a music gig. I give her all my proceeds from golf gambling and music gigs. We call it her mad money, ’cause it is hers to spend irresponsibly. (After all that is how I came by it.) Also it is ‘mad’ money because she is never upset when I go out to play. In fact she encourages it. It has worked out great for both of us.
The gig tonight was a church social. Back in my youth at Harvey Methodist I spent much of my Sunday School time at the Gulf Station. I guess they have either forgiven or forgotten. I always went to preaching though. My parents would a missed me if I hadn’t.
Tonight was the over seventy-five crowd, so we weren’t out late. As usual most of them were my patients. This show was with a local country singer. When we got there we realized it was a Valentine’s Banquet so we ditched ‘Your Cheating Heart’ and subbed ‘Can’t Stop Loving You.’ They had a contest to guess the number of candy hearts in a jar and I won a box of chocolates, so I got to bring Marfar a present too.
She was tickled. You can’t go wrong if bring a woman home seventy-five bucks and a box of chocolates. I think she is going to use some of her mad money to buy a new pair of sunglasses. I tell you what’s the truth, this boy has a turn key life, and I never forget to be thankful for it.